Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 8: I am a little bastard!

　　 "I am a little bastard!"

　　 The moon was revealed, and finally he responded.

　　 waited until Feng Yuelu was beaten up and howled, and said it three or five times.

　　 "I am a little bastard. Sister, I was wrong, I am a little bastard, I know I was wrong, and I will never offend you again."

　　 Feng Xingying is holding the whip, like a queen coming, looking down at her face with the word ‘slut’ written on it:

　　"My father is the elder of the Feng family, and his majesty pro-appointed the first-grade loyal and brave prince, and my mother is a regular wife, and she was a good **** back then, and was awarded the second-grade wife. Xingying consciously was born noble and has no relationship with the term bastard.

　　 It's Feng Yuelu you, a **** born to a girl who has no name and name, is really a little bastard, is it so hard to tell the truth? Do you want me to smoke you before you speak?

　　 I feel really embarrassed when I think of calling sisters with a bastard.

　　 a few more whips to make your memory longer. "

　　Feng Xingying shook her head while talking.

　　 Yunxiang is even more rare and bold, accompanied by Feng Xingying, counting clearly: "Forty-five, forty-six."

　　Every time Feng Xingying draws a whip, the little girl counts it.

　　 When Fengyuelu was almost unable to support it, the rain of whip finally stopped.

　　 Feng Yuelu kept backing away from fear, and finally retreated to the door.

　　 She stared at Feng Xingying bitterly, but didn't dare to step forward, even a little bit afraid of rebuttal.

The 　　 leather whip is still in Feng Xingying's hands and will be pulled off at any time.

　　Feng Xingying is evil? Not only did he reach out quickly, but he also became more articulate.

　　Feng Yuelu is not reconciled, but she also knows that she is no longer the opponent of the eldest sister, so she can only speak up.

　　"Feng Xingying, the fact that you were abducted by a strongman last night and never returned has been spread all over the streets and alleys. Do you think you are a woman with a damaged reputation. His Royal Highness will still want you?

　　 Others don’t know, but I remember clearly that your face, which is all over the country, is probably as horrible as I am at this moment, no wonder you have to wear a veil. Because you are ugly and shameless! "

　　 Once Feng Xingying, His Royal Highness is her culprit.

　　 At this time, Feng Xingying didn't change her face, or even smoked her, just as if: Say, your arrogant face as you continue.

　　Feng Yuelu usually hates this kind of arrogant face of the prostitute. Why is Feng Yuelu not comparable to Feng Xingying? Isn't it because she crawled out of the maid's belly?

　　Fengyuelu's breath is violent, and her courage rises a little bit, she can't help but continue to speak:

　　"A few days ago, didn’t you ask me where did your prince brother go? Let me tell you this poor beast. A few days ago, his good third sister Feng Yuexian, who accompanied me, went to Shendan Valley to ask for his marrow. Dan, maybe you’re on the way back now.

　　 The two of them are getting better, you don’t know it now, do you?

　　 Oh, by the way, I heard from the third sister that the prince promised that one day when he is on the throne, he will make the third sister the queen. "

　　 Prince? It seems that the original owner liked such a person in memory.

　　 It's a pity now, I don't feel it anymore, Feng Xingying's message about him is probably only one thing most impressive-there are seven side concubines.

　　 There are seven side concubines and they are still tumbling flowers and grass, Feng Xingying is tired for him.

　　 Seeing that Feng Xingying didn't answer, Feng Yuelu thought she had hit her dead spot, and she was heartbroken for her prince brother.

　　 If you don’t start at this time, when will you wait?

　　Feng Yuelu's palm turned into a thick ocher, like a brick, shooting towards Feng Xingying.

　　Feng Yuelu was just a little surprised, why did Feng Xingying's timid girl Yunxiang look at her with that kind of sarcasm and sympathy?

　　 Shouldn’t she worry about her host?

　　 She is a spiritualist, and the earth spiritual power brewing on this brick is enough to **** Feng Xingying.

　　 At this moment, Feng Xingying's figure flashed, and while avoiding the attack of the Earth Element, she flicked her bare hand and threw a fireball into Feng Yuelu's hair seemingly casually.

　　 "Ah!!!"

　　 Feng Yuelu's hair lit instantly, and she screamed and ran out of Xinghuangyuan.

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